I walk across the mountain top,
Looking down upon our life,
That may be gone with ghosts of past,
But memories are my guiding light,
To take me back to days of splendour,
Spent with you in many ways,
For there above those trees, remember
every moment, every day.
Although your gone i don't feel lonely,
For you are here to take me there,
In mind and spirit, my one and only,
One true friend, who always cared.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice way to look back. I liked it.5**